The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, Band 3R. Crowder, 1772 |
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... brother to Don Pedro . Claudio , a young Lord of Florence , favourite to Don Pedro . Benedick , a young Lord of Padua , favoured likewife by Don Pedro . Balthafar , fervant to Don Pedro . Antonio , brother to Leonato . Borachio ...
... brother to Don Pedro . Claudio , a young Lord of Florence , favourite to Don Pedro . Benedick , a young Lord of Padua , favoured likewife by Don Pedro . Balthafar , fervant to Don Pedro . Antonio , brother to Leonato . Borachio ...
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... brother . Me . Is it possible ? Beat . Very easily poffible ; he wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat , it ever changes with the next block . Mel . I fee , Lady , the gentleman is not in your books . Beat . No ; an he were , I ...
... brother . Me . Is it possible ? Beat . Very easily poffible ; he wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat , it ever changes with the next block . Mel . I fee , Lady , the gentleman is not in your books . Beat . No ; an he were , I ...
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... brother , I owe you all duty . John . I thank you ; I am not of many words , but I thank you . Leon . Please it your Grace lead on ? Pedro . Your hand , Leonato , we will go together . [ Exeunt all but Benedick and Claudio . Claud ...
... brother , I owe you all duty . John . I thank you ; I am not of many words , but I thank you . Leon . Please it your Grace lead on ? Pedro . Your hand , Leonato , we will go together . [ Exeunt all but Benedick and Claudio . Claud ...
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... brother , where is my coufin your fon ? hath he provided this mufic ? Ant . He is very bufy about it ; but , brother , I can tell you news that you yet dreamed not of . Leon . Are they good ? Ant . As the event ftamps them ; but they ...
... brother , where is my coufin your fon ? hath he provided this mufic ? Ant . He is very bufy about it ; but , brother , I can tell you news that you yet dreamed not of . Leon . Are they good ? Ant . As the event ftamps them ; but they ...
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... brother , and he hath taken you newly into his grace , where it is impoffible you fhould take root , but by the fair weather that you make yourself ; it is needful that you frame the feafon for your own harvest . John . I had rather be ...
... brother , and he hath taken you newly into his grace , where it is impoffible you fhould take root , but by the fair weather that you make yourself ; it is needful that you frame the feafon for your own harvest . John . I had rather be ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Afide againſt Aglet anfwer Antigonus Aquitain Beat Beatrice becauſe Benedick Biron Bohemia Bora Borachio Boyet brother Camillo Claud Claudio Coft Coftard coufin daughter defire doft Dogb doth elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid fair Fair Ladies falfe father feems feen fenfe fhall fhame fhew fhould fince fing firſt fome fool foul fpeak Friar ftand fuch fure fwear fweet fworn gentleman grace hath hear heart Hermione Hero himſelf honeft honour Jaquenetta kifs King Lady lefs Leon Leonato Lord Madam mafter marry moft moſt Moth muft muſt myſelf Navarre never paffage Paul Paulina perfon pleaſe Polixenes Pompey praife praiſe pray prefent Prince Princefs Queen reafon Rofa ſhall ſhe Shep Sicilia Signior ſpeak ſtay tell thee thefe theſe thofe tongue troth whofe wife word yourſelf
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Seite 124 - Biron they call him ; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal. His eye begets occasion for his wit ; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest...
Seite 281 - For you there's rosemary and rue; these keep Seeming and savour all the winter long: Grace and remembrance be to you both, And welcome to our shearing!
Seite 229 - Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
Seite 213 - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.